It felt just like one of those nightmares that one can never properly recall. There was this feeling that there was something wrong, that he was fading. Something else too. A creature from within trying to claw itself out. A pathetic whimper that absolutely did not suit his person was carried along with every exhale. He could not see the room anymore, and he shook slightly, a horrible anticipation flowing through him as something else arrived. He couldn’t see. The female’s voice sounded so far away. It was his mother’s, but the words changed and brought other messages. For a moment white and gray mingled together before he lost his footing and tumbled down into the terrible darkness that always scared him so. There was no salvation for him. The light latte woman with the silky voice could not help him. No one could.
A low, barely audible growl caressed the man’s throat for a split moment, and was the only warning the Caretaker got before those terrible blue opened to gaze upon the creature that now saw something that she was not supposed to see. Eyes were red-edged, as if sleep was something foreign and strange, and not yet experienced. Teeth slightly parted in silent ponder whether or not this subordinate should be disposed of quickly. It was too early. The demon moved forwards, imitating a serpent, although only a few inches. The world was not black and white as the creature was used to. Several colours were immediately introduced, although the only colour it really knew was absent. The body ached with the hunger that could never be fully satisfied.
He blinked. Alexey was standing in the room, looking at him. What the fuck did she think she was doing? The headache pierced his head and threatened with blowing his brain up. The Lilium furrowed his brows and glared at her, silent for a few moments while gathering rage. How long had she been here? The chocolate secui hissed something under his breath and bared his fangs at the woman that stuck her nose into everything. ”Get the fuck out.” the man whispered, a dangerous tone dripping from his tenor voice. He should never have let the bitch into his house in the first place. The first sentence had not been bold enough. The man advanced and spat out, fully revealing his rage. ”Get out!”